Chapter 70: The Devil

Lin Mo plunged the blade of the Miao Knife nearly a meter long into this scarlet vine but still failed to stop the crazy sweep of this vine, Lin Mo immediately made a decision, gritted his teeth, and stepped on the main body of the scarlet vine, with the help of the ultimate strength bonus, he pulled the blade of the knife in less than a second to complete a perfect ring cut on this scarlet vine.

This scarlet vine was directly cut off by Lin Mosheng seven meters from the ground, and Lin Mo stepped on the broken half of the scarlet vine and fell to the ground, and the blood spurting from the wound of the scarlet vine gave him a free bath again.

Fortunately, Lin Mo had long been accustomed to bloody qi, and the bloody blood could not allow him to distract even the slightest attention from the battle, for the scarlet vines, Lin Mo did not dare to be careless at all, as soon as he landed, he raised his head when he stood on the part of the scarlet vines that he had cut off, and above the sky, the scarlet vine that was cut off by him stopped attacking, but retracted into the sky.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, the extreme circumcision he had just completed, the hardness and toughness of the scarlet vines were beyond his imagination, he held the knife in both hands, his mutated left hand was fine, and his right hand was now numb.

At this time, Mugu Yan and others rushed out of the hypermarket.

Lin Mo took a deep breath, nodded to the girl, and stood on top of the broken scarlet vine, he was directly a lot taller than everyone else, so his field of vision was quite broad, and he saw Luo Chengrui sitting on the ground because the crisis was resolved.

The lame soldier put the gun aside, took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket with trembling hands to light a cigarette for himself, squinted at Lin Mo, and suddenly asked, "Lin Mo?" ”

The scarlet vines were repelled by Lin Mo, the crisis was temporarily lifted, and the survivors of the chaos also stabilized again, looking at Lin Mo, who was standing on the huge scarlet vines that had been cut off, lifting the Miao knife upside down, and being covered in blood, they all involuntarily moved closer to this side.

Lin Mo didn't pay attention to the group of survivors, he didn't expect that Luo Chengrui would still recognize himself in his current bloody appearance, after all, he had been with Luo Chengrui and the others the longest, and the scene of this soldier sending his comrades on the road left a deep and shocking impression on Lin Mo, so Lin Mo was still very happy to see Luo Chengrui at this moment.

Therefore, Lin Mo couldn't help but show a smile: "You can recognize me like this?" What about the others? ”

"Hey, good boy! It's hidden...... "Luo Chengrui didn't know what was going to awaken people, but when Lin Mo was skilled with the knife before, he said, "They ...... I've been separated for a long time, and only Qin Zi and I are here - it was a mess just now, and I don't know where it is now, but that girl can always be found - but what's the matter with your kid's eyes? Are you still in the mood to get contact lenses after the end of the world? Tsk, young man ......"

Lin Mo was a little funny, but his heavy mood had been relaxed a lot because of Luo Chengrui's words, but he still had doubts - because Luo Chengrui didn't plan to avoid the Holy Judgment and get out of the city? Why didn't you go out now, but ran to the most dangerous place?

Without waiting for him to ask this question, Lin Mo's expression suddenly moved slightly, and he turned his head to find that there were already a dense circle of people around him.

They were all embarrassed survivors, and their eyes were shining as they looked at Lin Mo.

In their opinion, this is an absolutely powerful awakened person.

And the awakened person is the backer.

Lin Mo instantly realized what this group of survivors who had gathered together, nearly a hundred people, wanted to do.

But Lin Mo had no intention of becoming a saint, he was silent for a moment, and then he was about to walk down the scarlet vine.

At this moment, there was a thin woman with a bloodstained face, holding a swaddling saddling swagger struggling out of the crowd with little difficulty, stumbling in front of Lin Mo, her bloodshot eyes were full of pleading looking at this tall man, and dragged the swaddling clothes in her hand up: "Please...... Take my kids away...... Please, the child doesn't deserve to die here, please...... I don't ask you to save me, I just want you to take my child...... He's very small...... He's very small...... It's not a burden, it's not a burden......"

Lin Mo looked at this person and frowned.

The woman knelt down with a puff because of this frowning brow, she put the child on the ground, and began to kowtow to Lin Mo, she used so hard that only once, her forehead was broken, and blood oozed out, and she was unconscious, repeating "Please" over and over again in her mouth, kowtowing like death again and again, as if as long as this is the case, Lin Mo can take her child, and as if as long as Lin Mo can take her child, her child can survive.

And this woman is even older than Lin Mo.

Lin Mo glanced at the infant child, perhaps less than a year old, but his face was extremely poor, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Lin Mo's heart trembled slightly, but he gritted his teeth and turned his head, wanting to jump off this scarlet vine from the other direction.

And in that direction, a child ran out and knelt in front of him.

Lin Mo suddenly remembered the little girl he had seen in the survivor camp before.

He felt a little uncomfortable and turned around again.

Then a third man knelt in front of him.

Fourth, fifth...... When the black pressure was pressed and nearly a hundred people knelt down, no matter how he turned around, he could no longer fail to face a person kneeling in front of him.

There are old people, children, and adults, some want him to take away their young children, some beg for help, and some old people tremble in the hope that their adult son can follow Lin Mo's side, just for a way to live, even if they are cows and horses, but his children cry silently in an instant.

At this moment, the new capital is already very dangerous for the awakened; For survivors, it's a dead end with no real hope.

Only in this way can people be driven to such a point.

Kneel down and beg for mercy and a way to live.

Lin Mo didn't know why they thought they had so much ability, he opened his mouth, but he felt that something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Luo Chengrui was one of the few people who didn't kneel, he looked at Lin Mo standing on top of the scarlet vine that was tall, his flirtatious look had long since disappeared, and he only smoked a cigarette, as if that was his biggest enemy in this life.

At the end, Makitani and the soldiers watched this scene, shocked and silent.

Yang Wenhan, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, ran out of the store, and when he saw this scene, his eyes were full of jealousy.

But Lin Mo knew who he was and how capable he was, he couldn't save people, he didn't have that ability.

He gritted his teeth, didn't say a word, and took a step on the vine.

Then he saw a group of kneeling people, and Qin Zi walked towards him step by step.

Lin Mo stopped, he didn't even know why he stopped, he felt that Qin Zi might have something to say to him, and that might be important.

Qin Zi came to his eyes, but his gaze fell on the left hand where he was holding the knife, and among the blood stains, there was a black scale armor shining with a cold cold light.

Lin Mo noticed Qin Zi's gaze, and his hand shrank slightly.

Qin Zi had to raise his head to see Lin Mo's scarlet eyes.

Then she said.

"I knew, I knew it for a long time.

"But you are human, and the one standing in front of you is also human.

"The devil is the devil because he is never because he is hideous, but because he is in hell, holding authority, but never knowing mercy."

There was a cold wind blowing from the end of the blood-red sky, gently blowing the corners of the woman's clothes, but she kept looking up, looking at the blood-colored figure high above, as if to freeze this gaze for eternity.

And the man's hand holding the knife tightened and released again and again.

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